When I see two women kissing, my only physical reaction is a strong desire to vomit in both of their mouths.

I certainly didn't emerge from prison regretting anything I ever wrote, nor did I feel remorse for my crime in the least.

What's good and bad, sweet spirit, are in the eye of the beholder.

In a perverse way, it's very patriarchal to think that women can't be malicious or violent.

"Liberating" is a gay word, so let's phrase it this way: I know everything about me and still manage to be good friends with myself, so nothing anyone says that's truthful about me ever bothers me.

I've never had a meth habit, I don't walk around naked, and unless I'm actively provoked, I'm generally polite and well-spoken.

My hatred is a thousand times more powerful than all your good intentions.